0bummer's Fake Birth Certificate Exposed!

friday, february 10th, 2012

first of all, let me make this very, very clear: I'm NOT a "Birther", and never have been. But my interest in this whole recently-revived matter – 3-4 years too late to do any good, IMO – has now been "piqued", by some recent court/legal events, all of which I suspect will go nowhere, courtesy of Georgia Judge Michael Malihi, a Traitor & Coward to America. (Strange that we have to *Hear The Truth*, from a former-Commie rag, like Pravda, isn't it?)

I've always said, from my early 2007–2008 research on him and his non-existent past, that the Kenyan–Village–Idiot, Barry "muslim/islamic" Soetero-∅bummer Jr (CRIMINAL-IL), is a fake, a liar and a fraud, in every way, shape and form. He was never, and is NOT NOW QUALIFIED TO BE POTUS (President Of The United States). He never was. His father was NOT a US Citizen, as required by The US Constitution. He is NOT a US-Born Citizen, as required by The US Constitution. He was NOT "properly-vetted" by the corrupt, criminal US Congress. ∅bummer is a technically a "foreigner", and is NOT a US Citizen. Therefore, he was and is ineligible to be POTUS. The hate-America dirtbags, who Photoshopped that phony "live birth certificate", also stole and used multiple phony SSN numbers from a long-dead real American from Connecticut – identity theft is a Class C Felony – are guilty of *treason*, and should be summarily-hung or shot, publicly.

Barry "muslim/islamic" Soetero-∅bummer Jr (HALF/BREED-IL) was elected by "America's White Guilt": 51% of America's idiots, morons and cretins – the "Dancing With The Stars", "American Idol", "America Has Talent" etc Crowd – voted for him. I didn't. He isn't and never was, "my president". No way, no how.

This stinking shithole, "Urban Legends" website, controlled by the lib-dem-run www.about.com, claims that this is a false rumor, is totally full-of-shit. About.com's "Urban Legends" statements are out-and-out lies.

Perhaps you didn't understand or even don't believe it, so watch and listen to this documentation, once again. Convinced, yet?

Barry "muslim/islamic" Hussein Soetero-∅bummer Jr (LIAR-IL) and his shit-for-brains, ambulance-chasing, slip-and-fall "lawyer", Michael "Dirtbag" Jablonski, were served with a subpoena to appear in a Georgia US Court, to answer valid legal complaints and questions, and they chose to ignore it. More about it, here. If you or I had done what they did, we'd be in prison within hours. One set of "laws" for them; another set of "laws" for us.

A simple question: WHO is Barry "muslim/islamic" Hussein Soetero-∅bummer Jr (USURPER-IL), really? Read these unassailable facts & puzzling questions; draw the same conclusions I did 3+ years ago, and get back to me. Okay?

When he refused to disclose who donated money to his election campaign, as other candidates had done, people said it didn't matter. When he received endorsements from subhuman, commie filth like Hugo Chavez, "Calypso" Louie Farrakhan and Muamar Khadaffi, people said it didn't matter. When it was pointed out that he was a total newcomer and had absolutely no experience at anything except community organizing, people said it didn't matter. When he chose murderous, ultra-radical friends and acquaintances such as Bill "F•ck America!" Ayers and Bernadine "F•ck America!" Dohrn, who were revolutionary radicals, people said it didn't matter. When his voting record in the Illinois senate and in the US Senate came into question, people said it didn't matter. When he refused to wear a flag lapel pin, and did so only after a public outcry, people said it didn't matter. When people started treating him as a Messiah and children in schools were taught to sing his praises, people said it didn't matter. When he stood with his hands over his groin area for the playing of the National Anthem and Pledge of Allegiance, people said it didn't matter. When he surrounded himself in the White house with radical, hate-America, commie-loving advisors who Most people don't have trouble seeing what's and right and wrong; doing it is sometimes complicated, but knowing what's right usually isn't so hard. All politicians and especially this corrupt, criminal president, have constant and obvious trouble with both. were pro-gun control, pro-abortion, pro-homosexual marriage and wanting to curtail our 1st Amendment's Freedom Of Speech, to silence the opposition, people said it didn't matter. When he aired his views on abortion, homosexuality and a host of other anti-American issues, people said it didn't matter. When Timmy "F•ck America!" Geithner, Obama's pick for treasury secretary was confirmed by a corrupt, criminal US Congress, even though Geithner was a lying tax cheat, people said it didn't matter. When he said he favors sex education in kindergarten, including homosexual indoctrination, people said it didn't matter. When his personal background was either scrubbed or hidden and nothing could be found about him, people said it didn't matter. When the place of his birth was called into question, and he refused to produce a birth certificate, people said it didn't matter. When he had an association in Chicago with Tony "F•ck America!" Rezko – a known criminal, who is now in prison and who had helped Obama to a sweet deal on the purchase of his home – people said it didn't matter. When it became known that George Soros, a convicted-criminal, multi-billionaire Marxist, spent a ton of money to get him elected, people said it didn't matter. When he started appointing White House Czars that were radicals, revolutionaries, and even avowed Marxist/Communist, people said it didn't matter. When he stood before the Nation and told us that his intentions were to "fundamentally transform this Nation" into something else, people said it didn't matter. When it became known that he had trained corrupt, convicted-criminal ACORN workers in Chicago and served as an attorney for ACORN, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed cabinet members and several advisors who were tax cheats and socialists, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed a Science Czar, John Holdren, who believes in forced abortions, mass sterilizations and seizing babies from teen mothers, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Cass "F•ck America!" Sunstein as Regulatory Czar who believes in "Explicit Consent," harvesting human organs without family consent, and allowing animals to be represented in court, while banning all hunting, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Kevin "F•ck America!" Jennings, a hate-filled homo/faggot, and organizer of a group called gay, lesbian, straight, education network as Safe School Czar and it became known that he had a history of evil, bad advice to teenagers, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Mark "F•ck America!" Lloyd, as Diversity Czar, who believes in curtailing free speech; taking from one and giving to another to spread the wealth; who supports Hugo Chavez, people said it didn't matter. When Valerie "F•ck America!" Jarrett was selected as Obama's Senior White House Advisor and she is an avowed Socialist, people said it didn't If you live long enough, you have regrets, and the ones that "nag" at you the most, are the ones where you knew you had a choice. The very same ones where you knew you could have stopped yourself; the very same ones where you looked into a mirror, and everything good inside yourself said, "Don't do this". Politicians are intellectually and morally incapable of knowing what's right and what's wrong. matter. When Anita "F•ck America!" Dunn, White House Communications Director said Mao Tse Tung was her favorite philosopher – and the person she turned to most for inspiration, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Carol "F•ck America!" Browner as Global Warming Czar, and her being a well known socialist working on "Cap and Trade" as the nation's largest tax, people said it didn't matter. When he appointed Van "F•ck White America!" Jones, an ex-con and avowed Communist as Green Energy Czar, who since had to resign when this was made known, people said it didn't matter. Here are all of those subhuman, criminal, piece-of-shit Czars, and many, many more Communists, anarchists and America-haters, whom Obama appointed to specifically destroy America from within. Can you say, "The Cloward-Piven-ACORN Strategy", designed to rip-apart and overwhelm the US Society and Government with dependent people, formerly productive US Citizens? When Tom Daschle, Obama's pick for health and human services secretary could not be confirmed, because he was a tax cheat, people said it didn't matter. When he, as so-called "President of the United States", bowed to the King of Saudi Arabia, people said it didn't matter. When he traveled around the world criticizing America and never once talking of her greatness, people said it didn't matter. When his actions concerning the Middle-East seemed to support the Palestinians over Israel, our long-time friend and ally, people said it didn't matter. When he took American tax dollars to resettle thousands of murderous, Hamas-Palestinians from Gaza to the United States, people said it didn't matter. When he upset the Europeans by removing plans for a missile defense system against the Russians, people said it didn't matter. When he played politics in Afghanistan by not sending troops early-on when the Field Commanders said they were necessary to win, people said it didn't matter. When he started spending us into a debt that was so big we could not pay it off, people said it didn't matter. When he took a huge spending bill under the guise of stimulus and used it to pay off the corrupt organizations, unions, and individuals who got him elected, people said it didn't matter. When he nationalized insurance companies, car companies, banks, etc, people said it didn't matter. When he took away student loans from the banks, and put it all through the government, at a huge loss to US Taxpayers, people said it Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. He is the hero, he is everything. He must be a complete man and a common man, and yet an unusual man. He must be, to use a rather weathered phrase, a man of honor, by instinct, by inevitability, without thought of it, and certainly without saying it. He must be the best man in his world and a good enough man for any world. Politicians like Obama are none of these; they're just lowlife filth and garbage. didn't matter. When he allowed America's AAA Credit rating to be downgraded to AA+, people said it didn't matter. And when he allows it to happen again to downgraded AA status, in a few months, people will say it doesn't matter, either. When he designed plans to take over the health care system and put it under government control, people said it didn't matter. When he claimed he was a Christian during the election and tapes were later made public which showed Obama publicly speaking to a murderous, subhuman muslim group and "stating that he was raised a muslim; was educated as a muslim; and that he is still a stinking muslim/islamist" – people said it didn't matter. When he set into motion a plan to take over the control of all energy in the United States through Cap and Trade, people said it didn't matter. When he vetoed the already-approved Keystone XL Pipeline from Canada to the US Gulf refineries, which would have created almost 400,000 immediate new jobs, people said it didn't matter. When he closed hundreds orf coal-fired powerplants, which would cost us US Taxpayers hundreds of dollare more in higher electric costs, people said it didn't matter. When he and the corrupt, lying MSM (Main Stream Media) say that "unemployment has fallen to 8.3%, for the fifth straight monthly decline", and the "stubborn facts" show it has really risen to 11.5% for the month, people said it didn't matter. When 5.4 MILLION unemployed people are not counted on the unemployment roles, making the lying piece-of-shit Barry "muslim/islamic" Hussein Soetero-∅bummer Jr (LIAR-IL) look good, people said it doesn't matter. When the corrupt dirtbag Barry "muslim/islamic" Hussein Soetero-∅bummer Jr (CRIMINAL-IL) administration continued to lie about and manipulate the real unemployment numbers, people said it doesn't matter. When we found out that we were subsidizing ghetto filth/ scum/trash/shit with free everything, and "re-distributing the wealth", people said it didn't matter. America has become a sad place where talentless entertainers, treasonous & corrupt politicians, and criminal "professional" athletes, are pathetically-mistaken for people of importance and influence. When he finally completes his "transformation of America" into a Socialist Utopian State, people will wake-up – but it'll be too late. Add these up one-by-one, and you get a "phenomenal score against the hapless, Republican idiots", which directly-points to the fact that Barrack Hussein Soetero-Obama Jr (BISEXUAL-IL), is bound-and-determined to turn America into a Marxist-Socialist society, while fully-destroying it along the way. And he's doing it, right in front of us, with the overt help of the über-corrupt, US Gov't-run media and the covert help of the über-criminal, US Congress.

The America which you and I once knew, loved, grew-up-in and fought-for, is now gone; never to come back. Barrack Hussein Soetero-Obama Jr (COMMIE-IL) has begun his destruction of America from within, and in another 4 years, if he is re-elected, it will be fully-completed. He once said he could do it in 3 years, but now "deserves another term". How about "50-years-to-life, in a maximum-security prison", sambo? Will that help you get it done? I'd vote for that!

A Day In The Life

It's nice sleeping-in until 5am, these days; I've finally "broken-the-cycle" of awakening at 3-3:30m, despite Murphy,'s protestations to the contrary, and wanting to be watered & fed so early. I think he's getting used to it now, too. I almost feel "normal", after beginning to "recoup" some of all those 21+ years of just 4-5 hours of sleep, while was working at my Business.

It was a cold 22°F outside on Friday morning, and chilly in the Condo When I did get up, so after turning up the heat to 78°F, I grabbed my Turkish Bathrobe, watered & fed Murphy, made Fresh-Squeezed OJ w/ lots of pulp, Scrambled Eggs, Hash Browns, Bacon, Rye Bread Toast w/ Keller's Butter and 3 mugs of French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee (from whole, freshly-ground beans) with my Chemex® Drip System for breakfast. I scanned the weather and news sites, and saw that Denver and parts of the Midwest are being hot with a major Snowstorm/Blizzard, which we'll probably not see, due to the mountain ranges between us. Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. The NWS Forecast showed nothing predicted for the next 2-3 weeks.

I'd volunteered to help Sherry and Linda with working on Sherry's new arts/crafts boutique on Beaver St, across from The White Rose Tavern and next to the Historic Central Market, in Downtown York on Friday morning, meeting her and Linda up at 9:30am, with plenty of tools in my Jeep. I could give them 3-4 hours, before I had a meeting with my realtor about the pending-buyer's *Land Use Plans* for the GC&N Complex. I'd been to her new storefront shop on Wednesday, taking my 6-ft stepladder along for them to use while painting. I helped-out where I could, for a few hours. Today, I'd put-in some serious spackling/sanding misc time with them, before my meetings took precedence.

I decided to go to The Cabin, after my 8pm Church Meeting, so I packed my weapons and gear – VietNam US Army Duffel Bag, Full-Auto, Class III AR-10® .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO), with the new 15½" Barska® 10-36x Zoom w/ 100mm Lens Sniper Scope with Green Mil-Dots, and .308cal (7.62 x 51mm NATO) ammo in the new 20-round magazines, Beowulf® .50cal with an EoTech® Red Dot Scope, and 10 extra 11-round mags of .50cal 335gr .50cal rounds (causing massive damage to whatever it hits inside of 200yds), Single Lens 8 x 20mm Spy Scope, Full-Auto, Class III Bushmaster® AR-15 .223 cal (5.56 x.45mm NATO) with a Trijicon® Acog US Military 4 x 32 Scope and M4-2000 Silencer, Eagle® Carrying Bags with pockets and compartments for all rifles' mags & ammo, 2009 Kimber® 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP, with a Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazine, a Galco® Paddle FED Holster for the Kimber, and a Galco® Paddle Dual 8-Round Mag Carrier for 2 extra Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazines, 2012 Kimber 1911 Stainless "Custom TLE (Tactical Law Enforcement) II" .45cal ACP, with a Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazine, a Galco® Paddle FED Holster for the Kimber, and a Galco® Paddle Dual 8-Round Mag Carrier for 2 extra Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazines, "Jack Bauer" Satchel Bag, full of "all kinds of survival necessities", Yellow Safety Raingear, 18" English Wellington® Rubber Boots, 12" LLBean® "Maine Insulated Hunting Boots", Hoppe's® Premium Field Gun Cleaning Kit, 16" Bowie® Knife, Pendleton® Woolen Shirts, LLBean® Shawl Neck Sweater, Marlboro® Gear Down Parka, Northend® Sport Jackets Co's Style 88651® Men's Sherpa Fleece-Lined, Seam-Sealed Winter Jacket, US Air Force Surplus Parka, Thermolite® Thinsulate Gloves – all fitting-nicely in the Jeep's Cargo Bay and back seats. I have plenty of "cold weather clothes" and other assorted gear already at The Cabin, from previous visits. I'd be ready-to-leave right after my meeting, tonight.

Once again, I enjoyed working both part of Wednesday and Friday, to help someone else with their new business venture, although Sherry and Linda have done the lion's share, I did what they asked me to A cat can give birth to kittens, in an oven, but that don't make 'em biscuits. do, and a little more. I left around 1:15pm, to meet with my realtor and go to my 8pm Church Meeting. I also spent 3-4 hours editing and transposing more Chapters of "The Virtual Cabin", so I can take this Novella "live", soon. I fed & watered Murphy, packed the Jeep, and left for my meeting. After the monthly "business meeting" at the Church, I left for "The Cabin", for the rest of the weekend. (Jump down to “The Virtual Cabin”; A Novella section, if you please – or better yet – go to my new Website, "The Virtual Cabin" to read all of the original 2010, 2011 & evolving 2012 Chapters.)

Back at the Condo on Sunday evening, The 46th Stupor Bowel was on the lib-dem-run pmsNBC, but I refused to watch any of that crap. I put my "to-do list" together for the week, visited Mom & Dad for a while, got my 2011 Income Tax Files ready for my Personal/Corporate CPA, listened to the past week's "Mark Levin Audio Rewind Shows", streaming from his site, from 7-10:30pm EST. My cleaning people would be coming-in Monday, instead of their "Mother Nature's In Charge; We're Just Along For The Ride." – John D.M. Shelley II, pre-1996 usual Tuesday, so I had some things to do ahead of their visit. I never watched one second of "The Stupor Bowel" – after all these years (though I did watch the very first one between the Packer and Chiefs) I still can't figure-out the "pack mentality" of those who waste the time doing so – and called it quits for the day, at 10:45pm. Murphy was already asleep on the bed.

Up at 5:30am on Monday, it was a "brisk" 15°F outside, but at least no snow or ice, though NWS' Long-Range Forecast is calling for "snow, sleet, freezing rain & ice" for a few days this month, but temps again mainly in the 40s and 50s. Another record-setter here, while hundreds in Europe freeze to death. Of well, Mother Nature's running the show, isn't She? I turned-up the heat to 78°F, made Fresh-Squeezed OJ w/ lots of pulp, Cream of Wheat w/ Keller's Butter & Sea Salt, Bacon, Hash Browns and French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee. I had a long list of errands to run/stops to make while my cleaning people were in, so I grabbed a Bananna to snack-on during the morning ride. I'd also stop at nearby Rutter's for some more coffee. And yes, Murphy was fed and watered, before all that happened; he always is. And especially changing his 2 Fresh Step® Cat Litter boxes in the basement, Clorox®ing the cement floor early every Monday morning, so the 55-gal garbage bag(s) can be bundled and ready to go out that afternoon, for Tuesday pick-up. Yuk. Time for a shave, shower and fresh clothes, right afterward.

Wow, now up to 17°F outside; a veritable "heat wave", at 9am. I went to CVS, here in East York to drop-off an Rx, to Weis Market to get a couple of things for the week, and back home to check on a problematic WD® "My Book" 2Tb External Drive, which I had to swap-out – old Office unit to replace Condo unit and move 1.5-Tb of data to – and it's doing fine, now. The *free* Acronis HD Monitoring app kept reporting unusually-high HD temps, plus Jeff & I had to swap-out the Condo's 500Gb HD for the identical old Office unit's 500Gb HD: HP 6000 Pro MicroTower (Win-7 Pro), a few weeks ago, since "unallocated sectors" were failing. Whoops, my cleaning people just called and postponed me until Tuesday, because they both have the "runs" from eating Hot Wings/chips/drinking too much "blue beer" at a "Stupor Bowel Party", last night. Natch. Heh; serves 'em right for watching that waste-of-time bullshit and eating that crappy stuff.

I made all my meetings, ran the errands and checked-in-on Mom twice, since Dad has a civil case "jury duty" this week; she's doing fine, but I'm "ready-to-go" if she calls me. I call 2x/day, and always have my cellphone with me. I made a Plain, Old-Fashioned Grilled Cheese and a bowl of Sun-Dried Tomato Soup, for a late lunch/early dinner, and called it a night at 9:15pm, shortly after the "Mark Levin Show", streaming-live from his site from 6-9pm EST, was over. No arguments from Murphy.

I slept-in until my now-usual 5-5:30am on Tuesday, took care of Murphy's needs, made breakfast & coffee, and reviewed my daily "to-do list": pick-up an Rx at CVS, meet with my CPA to review 2011 Personal & Corporate Income Taxes, go to the GC&N Complex to "check on several things", work on the "Original Construction Costs" Spreadsheet from the 2 File Boxes of old files & documents/receipts, cleaning people now in at 1pm – "nothing" as compared to what I used to do while in Business, – but a lot of just running around the York area, wasting "I was met by immaculate specimens of young American womanhood, holding silver trays and flashing perfect dentition," he wrote. "What would I like? I thought a Single-Malt Scotch *neat*, would meet the case. 'Sir, that would be inappropriate.' In what respect? 'At this altitude, Scotch would be very much more toxic than at ground level.' In that case, I said, make it a double!" (Just kidding!) gas, IMO. I also gave some thought to applying for early-SSI, but sloughed-that-off, almost right away. It wouldn't be "worth it" at 62 ($1,150/mo), until I was at least 66 ($2,175/mo) or 70 ($3,650/mo), and the whole SSI Ponzi Scheme would be totally-collapsed onto itself, and gone by then. All of us would lose everything we'd worked-for and contributed to it, for the past 50-60-70 years. All of it gone. The CVS Rx wouldn't be ready until Feb 18th, so I had to come back on the 20th to get it, as Rite Aid had filled the same Rx less than 30 days ago. I met with my Corporate/Personal CPA and went through my 2011 Local/State/Federal Taxes; I needed to get some other itemized medical costs together from my files at the Condo, so I'd do that when I returned, later, and call them into their offices with the data.

Choice Security Co just called with the installation date for the greatly-upgraded Security System for the Condo, and I also logged that on my monthly calendar; it's filling-up quickly for the next 2-3 weeks.

Damn, I just fired my 2 so-called "cleaning people" – John & Barbie A., after 16 years – due to numerous "missing" Rx pills from unsecured bottles (since secured 4 months ago in my GunSafe); using their filthy, dirty mops, rags, brooms and buckets from other peoples' homes' jobs, in my Condo, when I'd bought them all-new equipment and supplies for my place, over a year ago, and they refused to use them; blaming broken items on Murphy; etc etc, and their consistent "inability to get the job done properly". So I'm now "interviewing" other people for 1-2 days/mo service, but I can easily handle it myself and save the $2,500+/ year costs ($60/wk). All I have is "time on my hands", these days, until the property is finally sold. No wonder I and Murphy have been "sick on-and-off", for the past 1-2 years; it's from all these "foreign germs/bacteria" in their filthy cleaning equipment, from being used in other peoples' homes. Screw it; I'll do it myself. I listened to Talk Radio's "Mark Levin Show", from 6-9pm, and tired from all the "housework", called it quits at 9:15. No watching/recording "Justified" at 10pm EST, tonight, for me. Murphy readily-agreed.

Up at 4:45am on Wednesday, I watered & fed Murphy, logged-on to the weather and news sites to see the coming snow/ice storm for later today/tonight, made Fresh-Squeezed OJ w/ lots of pulp, Scrambled Eggs, Hash Browns/Fries, English Muffins and French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee (from whole, freshly-ground beans) with my Chemex® Drip System. I needed to go down to the GC&N Complex to check the water pipes and change any outside lightbulbs, which may be out, before the storm arrived. It's been a couple of weeks since I'd been down there, and I wasn't looking forward to it, except to see Pickle's Grave and say "hi" to him. Besides missing Pickle terribly – "it was his Garden Center; we just worked there" – I also miss my target shooting range; the rest of the place I don't give a whit about, anymore. It's just too depressing to go down and see it, as it is now.

***SEVERE WINTER WEATHER ADVISORIES, WATCHES, WARNINGS*** posted for 5 PA counties, already at 6:15am on Wednesday? For a lousy 1½"-2" of snow, which'll be melted by tomorrow, anyway? WTF? Hells bells, "when I was a 5th grade schoolkid back in the mid-50s, we used to walk 10-miles each way, barefoot in the snow, uphill..."; nevermind. Times have really changed, haven't they? And not for the better.

I left at 7:30 to go to the GC&N Complex, to check the water pipes, alarm system and replace any burnt-out lightbulbs on the outside lights, stopping at Sheetz® for more coffee and a carton of Marlboro®s. Traffic was light. The Pump House's heater had stopped working, so I left the 2 100w lightbulbs burning, and if temps drop into the lower-20s or teens, I'll go back down and plug-in the 2 350w Heat Lamps to keep the pipes from freezing. I replaced 2 more 100w lightbulbs at the front and side doors, and made sure the water was running slowly in the sink, which also helps keep the Pump House pipes from freezing, since running water doesn't freeze. I had a "chat with Pickle" on the front steps, by his grave, and was out of there in under 25-minutes. On the way home, I stopped at ACE Hardware, in Red Lion, and bought a new Sears® Craftsman™ 23" Toolbox w/ Removable Tray to put all my new handtools in, since my 30-year old metal toolbox with all my racing decals, had been "auctioned-off" back in December, without my knowledge. Surprise! It only took 15 minutes to gather and transfer all my remaining/new tools into the new toolbox unit, which now suits my needs, perfectly.

By 11:15am, it was beginning to snow heavily, as the approaching storm began to overspread the area. I called Mom to see if she needed anything/help, and Dad answered. He's just gotten back from the Courthouse, where he's on "criminal jury duty", and was eating a quick lunch, since he had to be back by 12:15pm, before the trial resumed. I told him to tell both the defense atty's that "he supported the Death Penalty" for all crimes, and he'd be dismissed immediately. Worked once for me in a pre-criminal trial interview session in Spring 2005, in Harrisburg. I told them to call me again in the Fall, as I'd love to be on a criminal trial jury – and give the criminal the Death Penalty – but not during my then, "busy season" of Spring 2005.

God knows that I've tried, really tried, to listen the "Glenn Beck Radio Show", from 9am-12noon EST, on local WSBA 910am, but it's just gotten worse and worse, as the weeks and months have gone by. Beck's not only "gone-off the deep-end of reality", but his 2 mentally-ill, flunkie radio show "pals" on the so-called show – "Pat The Putz" & "Stu The Schmuck" – are idiotic, mentally-defective, girly-giggling, demurring, self-effacing, chattering-like-monkey assholes, Beck-butt-boys, making the show even worse than it was. His GBTV Show is dogshitpoop; I tried watching it 3x, and it was just awful. I "gave it up for Lent". Beck was great when he was on FoxNews at 5pm EST; he's now a pathetic, wacko, ghost-of-himself. Truly, he's now very *troubled, white-trash*. Don't waste your time on him. Sad ending to very great potential.

I also hate to admit it, but I'm having the same trouble with the always-pompous and arrogant Rush Limbaugh Show, 12noon-3pm EST, and the über-irritating-moron, Sean Hannity, 3pm-6pm EST, both of which are also carried on local WSBA 910am; I can't listen to either of them, anymore. Plus, WSBA's radio commercial daily-rotation of *the 10 most irritating, badly-written commercials, ever run*, play all-day long. Grrrrrrrr! I have to constantly hit the *mute button* on my Logitech Wireless MK-710 Keyboard, so I don't have to listen to that mindless drech, I know that when one door closes, another always opens, but man... these dark hallways are a bitch! either. It's just the same-o-same-o *bullshit*, every second, every minute, every hour, every day, every week, every month, every year. Blech. I need to "get a job, or something-to-do", and get out of here.

So, I decided to go out for a drive in the heavy snowstorm, just to "get out" for a while. I do enjoy driving in the snow; ice excepted. After an hour or so, and a couple of stops at 2 newly-opened stores in the York Town Shopping Mall, just to see what they had, the temps hit 30°F as it was getting dusk, and cars started sliding on the roads, so I drove back to the Condo, not wanting to be involved in an accident. By then, we had 1¼" on the ground and it showed no signs of letting-up. The NWS Weather Maps confirmed it: much more to come. Back home, I renewed my Norton 360 v5 Subscription for another 2 years, downloaded and installed the new version, so I'm up-to-date and well-protected. I also checked on my 2 new, Black 100% Silk-Knit Ties, from The TieBar, scheduled to arrive USPS this Friday. After the 3 Santorum wins, I decided to listen to "The Savage Nation" on local WSBA 910-AM tonight, from 6-9pm EST, with more links here, because I knew "he'd be on fire", about them. And he was. Mark Levin was a lot more subdued and talked about other topics, which I could leisurely-replay tomorrow afternoon, from his "Mark Levin Audio Rewinds" page. I also ordered "Ameritopia: The Unmaking of America" and "Men in Black: How The Supreme Court Is Destroying America", both by Mark Levin ESQ, from Amazon, which should arrive in 5-8 days. The snow continued and temps dropped to 28°F. ***SEVERE WINTER WEATHER ADVISORIES, WATCHES, WARNINGS*** are now posted for 8 PA counties. I called it a night at 9:35pm.

After a good night's sleep, I peeked-out of the front glass storm door at 5:15am on Thursday, and the snow was over; we'd gotten an easy 1½-2" coating of light, fluffy snow here, in East York. It was a "nippy" 23°F. All "soft surfaces" were well-coated and white. Roads, driveways and walks were clear, but icy. I can easily-remember, even as a kid in the mid-50s, being somewhat "giddy" about snow: I loved it, no matter how much we got. It made "things seem so peaceful, fresh and clean". I turned-up the Condo's heat, watered & fed Murphy, made breakfast and coffee, and scanned the weather and news sites to see what was ahead. The National Weather Service's Site (NWS) Long-Range Forecast called for even more snow on Saturday, so I was glad I'd gone down to the Complex yesterday and checked all the water pipes and changed the 2 outside 100w lightbulbs, so those chores were over for another week or so, until more bulbs burn-out. (I can only guesstimate how many tens-of-thousands of lightbulbs I've changed over my 21+ years? Hells bells, I should own GE by now.) Nighttime temps were beginning to drop, so I might have to go down and turn-on the Pump House heat lamps, since the old, reliable baseboard heater had stopped working. But as long as the water ran in the Office's B-Room sink, there'd be no danger of frozen/broken pipes.

I paid several utility bills, drove to nearby Rutter's to get a cup of their "high-octane coffee", and then over to the USPS Facility on Concord Ave, to mail the bills. Then, over to Weis Pharamcy to pick-up a refilled Rx, and back home to take my Hoover® Wind Tunnel® MAX™ Vacuum apart in the garage, change the overflowing hypo-allergen "Y" bag, clean the 2 sponge filters, and do some serious vacuuming. Those scumbag, lowlife "cleaning people" I fired Tuesday, hadn't changed the bag in 5+ months, it was so filled with "stuff & debris" and overflowing that the "red indicator light" on the front of the vacuum was blinking, both side-sponge filters were I'd rather regret the things I've done, than the things I haven't done. severely-clogged, and the 9 new "Y" replacement bags I'd bought for them last October, hadn't even been opened or changed! I also noticed that one extension-pole vacuum attachment was missing, which they'd earlier blamed on Murphy for breaking: how does a 16-year-old, 9-lb cat do that? I had to let my BP calm-down, got everything back to "perfect working order", and got to work. It was a breeze with my now-thoroughly-cleaned and renewed, top-quality, powerful equipment back in "ship-shape". I was such an idiot for working 7-days-a-week, for 21+ years, not being home to supervise such people, and ignoring this crap, for so many years. (((sigh))) That's what I get for "trusting some people": screwed.

After another partial day of cleaning, I decided to watch some "Jesse Stone", starring Tom Selleck, from my 7-DVD collection of them. I also noticed on my digital scale, that I'm now 9-lbs over my 180-lb limit, due to too many "Taco Supremes" and guacamole dip over the past 3-4 days, so I skipped dinner and decided to call it an early night. I had an Amish lady, named JoAnne, coming-by at 9am, to interview about a part-time cleaning job, for my Condo, and 2 more ladies to call for interviews, for next week. Plus, there was snow coming tomorrow evening and into Saturday, and I had a "list of stuff" to get done. I also had my usual 8pm Church Meeting, after which I hoped to go up to "The Cabin", for the weekend. I would pack my weapons and gear, tomorrow, after my meeting with the cleaning lady candidate. Trying to fix all the "problems" my former cleaning people had created would take time; something which I had a lot of to spare, these days.

The “Virtual Cabin” – A Novella

It was 21:30hrs (9:30pm) and 37°F when I left York and hit I-83 North to the Dauphin County exit for Adam's Junction and the long road off I-83 to "The Cabin", and it was almost 19:55hrs (9:55pm) when I passed the Village's "Welcome Sign" and reached my 1,000ft long, gravel driveway with the heavy frost on the cross-hatched mowed meadow and grounds; all snow had melted on the hard and grassy surfaces – just a few isolated piles where William had plowed last week – and noticed that all of the 30 "Princeton"® American Elms (Ulmus Americana) and most other property trees were now beginning to "bud-up" for Spring, parked the Jeep at The Cabin's front porch, disarmed the building, greeted getting-bigger Jenny (the mixed-breed, half-frozen puppy I'd found along the road, rescued, and bought from her uncaring owners for $150), fed & watered her, unloaded my weapons and gear, turned-up the heat to 78°F, unpacked everything, put the perishable food away in the Kitchen's 'fridge and pantry, locked the Jeep, armed the building and plopped-down

into a comfy LR chair to rest and unwind for a precious few minutes. I turned-on the Police Scanner, to hear what was going on, since I hadn't been around for a week. It was a much colder-and-quickly-dropping 21°F outside, up here in the mountains, according to The Cabin's Weather Station, and wet from the snow melt, but no snow/ice on the ground, yet. Good thing I had plenty of warm clothes along and already in the Master Bedroom's dressers, closets and hall closets.

I built a roaring fire, carried-in several more armloads of firewood from the Firewood Stack on the Back Porch, and noticed that William, my Caretaker, had restocked the Firewood Storage Shed in the Backyard, so I was good for this coming Winter. Jenny curled-up on her Kodiak Bearskin, and I stroked her. She came over and put her head on my lap, looking at me with those big, brown eyes, glad that I was back. I gave her a big hug and brushed her. While back in York, during the week, I'd mailed William's monthly fee check, the various payments to the LPG gas co, electric co, tax collector etc, so I called Capt Clay on my cellphone and left a voicemail that I was in town, was feeling about 95% and if he needed me, I'd be available for Volunteer Duty. I'd also called William earlier, and told him to "stand-down" until Monday morning, and enjoy the weekend off with his family. I poured a large glass of Ocean Spray® Diet Blueberry-Pomegranate Juice, though I would have preferred a well-aged Scotch, Cognac or Brandy on a night like this, and leaned my head back, remembering the past week.

It was almost 22:30hrs (10:30pm), and I wasn't a bit tired, yet. I laid-out everything in the Kitchen & Kitchen Table, which I'd need for breakfast, so there'd be no "fumbling around" in the morning, even at my new, "later wake-up hour" of 05:30hrs (5:30am), checked the front/rear spotlight arrays, tested the alarm system, and grabbed a new book, "After America: Get Ready for Armageddon", given to me by two Friends/former Customers just before I closed my Business on October 28th, from the antique 1930s Oak Stack Bookshelf, to begin reading. I made it to page 68, before I began to tire, and decided to call it a night. After turning-down the furnace to 70°F, and headed to the Master Bedroom, with Jenny closely following. My 2009 Kimber® 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP, with a Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazine in the well, with 3 extra 8-round mags and the "ancient" Nokia 6060 "Clamshell" cellphone were on the nightstand, next to the bed. I was asleep within 10 minutes.

I leave the cellphone "on" during the night, although it's trickle-charging slowly from its plug-in charger cord, in case I get an "emergency call" from either Mom & Dad, or from Capt Clay, and it's on-charge in the 2002 Jeep Grand Cherokee "Laredo", too, while I'm driving; there's a standard "power plug" socket for that on the dashboard, next to the cigarette lighter. I always have plenty of spare batteries for it, my weapons' scopes, LED flashlights, wireless keyboards/mice etc, in one of the "vegetable bins" in both of the 'fridges, at home and here. Just SOP (standard operating procedure).

I got up at 05:45hrs (5:45am), grabbed my Turkish Bathrobe, splashed cold water on my face, fed & watered Jenny, made French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee first, and then re-thought breakfast bill-o'-fare, while sitting in my comfy LR chair, having a smoke. No calls on the cellphone, and since it was now fully-charged, I unplugged it. Then it rang: Capt Clay wanted me to meet with him on a couple of "issues", at 09:30hrs (9:30am) at the AJ Police Station & Town Hall. I okayed that and said I'd be there. I quickly-decided what to have for breakfast.

I made Fresh-Squeezed OJ w/ lots of pulp, Pancakes-Crépes, Bacon, had a Bananna, and made a couple more mugs of French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee (from whole, freshly-ground beans) with my Chemex® Drip System. I took a shower,

grabbed some fresh clothes, made the bed, did the dishes and put them into the double-sink's rack to dry, and began to gather my needed weapons and Police Gear. I had all of that stuff stacked in the LR, near the front door, and went out on to the The Cabin's Front Porch to get some fresh air, which reminded me to change the furnace/AC filter, and I went back inside to do that. It'd been 2-3 weeks since I last did, and it needed it. I threw in a load of laundry, in my Kenmore #9825 24" Gas Laundry Center w/ Dryer; I'd get the drying done when I got back from Town. I turned-down the furnace, checked the windows and doors, loaded the Jeep, armed the building and left.

It was still only 19°F, so I'd dressed warmly, in-layers. Within 15 minutes, at 09:00hrs (9am), I pulled into Space #7 at the AJPD, and went inside past Ruth, the "cranky Dispatcher", saying "hi" and into my dark Office. The AJPD Conference Room & Capt Clay's Office Suite were lit-up like a Christmas Tree, and something was afoot. All 6 Deputies – Sgt Alex, Tim, Lee, Jon, Arthur and Jeff – were in SWAT Gear, and requisitioning their weapons and other gear; I wondered who was out on patrol. Clay came into my Office, closed the door, and laid a file on my just-cleaned-off desk. "It's a Spec-Fed-Op we're to take part in;

you're the "sniper-designee", again", he said. I went through the "CONFIDENTIAL-EYES ONLY" File, detailed by more Google-Earth Maps of another very large meth lab, on the northwestern edge of the county, in the mountains, accessible only by only one well-guarded and booby-trapped road, or by air. I was to draw equipment and gear, same as last time I'd done this "special work", except now it was "colder than a well-digger's ass in January" and there wouldn't be much cover, since everything green was "down and brown". I'd go with the "brown gear" and try to blend-in as best I could. I'd also be going-in by Fed Blackhawks, too, in a LZ (Landing Zone) about 3 miles from ground zero. I'd have to lug that "specially-modified", Barrett Model M-82A1 .50cal BMG, with a Barrett Optical Ranging System (BORS) mounted to a 15½" Barska® 10-36x Zoom w/ 100mm Lens Sniper Scope with Green Mil-Dots, plus 500 rounds of ammo – this time with 2 Feds (BATFE) along – from the LZ to my chosen "hide". And "I'd decide where that would be; they'd take orders from me", said Clay. Yeah, sure, I murmured. Clay and his 6 Deputies would come-in on the road, after it was secured. Volunteer Deputies were out on patrol in the Cruisers, right now; they'd use the unmarked Police Cruisers, in contrast with the Feds' Black Chevy Suburbans.

I went into the AJPD Locker Room, stripped-off my outer gear into Locker #7, and put on the Sniper Gear, in camo-brown, but made sure I had plenty of layers beneath it. You can always *remove layers* if you're wearing them, but if you don't have any along, it's *very difficult* to add them, if you get cold, in "the hide". The Op would go down at 14:30hrs (2:30pm), and we'd be briefed at 11:00hrs (11am), eat a light lunch, go through gear-inventory-check, and load-up in the choppers in the field behind the AJPD, and go. I went through the issued .50cal BMG Ammo, the Barrett Model M-82A1 and Barska 10-36x Zoom w/ 100mm Lens Scope, very carefully, making sure everything worked as it should. I changed scope batteries, re-oiled the weapon and zeroed-it-in on a mountain cabin ~2,500yds away, out of the AJPD's front window; freaked-out two people walking-by on the sidewalk. Heh.

It was now 10:45hrs (10:45am) and the Feds were starting to arrive in their numerous Black Suburbans, and their 4 Blackhawks were landing and idling in the vacant, secured field. We had 3 hours before this all "went-down", and they were wasting aviation fuel/personnel time ($1,300/hr) on those Blackhawks and USAF Personnel? Then, they shut them down, tarped them and the USAF Spec-Op Pilots came inside with the Feds, to be in on the briefing. The Conference Room suddenly grew a lot smaller with 30+ large people in there. The DEA/BATFE/USAF ran the "show", as usual – even PA State Police Homicide Commander Jack McHattie was given a backseat with the rest of us locals – and everyone was given assignments, just as 40 Bacon Cheeseburgers w/ Home Fries for lunch arrived, from Nell's Kitchen Restaurant & Drive-In. We took a 25-minute break to eat, and then back to the same procedural drill, and "Back-Up Plans B & C", just in case TSHTF, and the Op's "Plan A" didn't go as-planned, which it almost never does. I knew we'd be doing "B" or "C", as "A" seldom works-as-planned, so I concentrated on memorizing them. My part in all 3 Plans was the same: kill as many as I could before the Feds sent-in ground personnel and risked their lives. Natch.

I glanced out of the Conference Room window, and it was snowing very, very heavily; everyone noticed it. The room went silent. The newer MH-60L BlackHawks were specially-equipped to fly in blizzard-like conditions, like those units in Iraq and Afghanistan doing "Mother Nature's In Charge; We're Just Along For The Ride." – John D.M. Shelley II, 1996 numerous night missions on Secret NightVision Instruments. Capt Clay switched one of the screens to the Net and NWS's Site to check the most current radar maps, in realtime, not the usual 15-minute delay. It was a large snowstorm heading our way, and the winds had picked-up to 40-45knots. It was snowing so hard we couldn't even see the wind sock on the field's pole. Shit. This was going to get "bumpy", in a lot of ways. Even the Pilots weren't keen on the dangerous "icing possibilities" – night-flying was SOP for them – but "icing-up" in-flight, could be fatal for all of us in those visually-blinded choppers. It was getting very close to becoming a "total whiteout".

A USAF/DEA/BATFE decision was made to "wait and see" how bad it got. 2 de-icing trucks and a refill tanker, were called-in from HIA (Harrisburg Int'l Airport) to clean-off the 4 Blackhawks parked in the field. A "stand-down" order was given, for now. Everyone was sequestered at the AJPD, for now, and MP Guards posted at all building entrances. No one in; no one out without "special permission". The USAF Spec-Op Pilots and DEA went out in the snow to check their machinery.

I had my gear and equipment ready, and I was mentally-set for what was to come; all we needed was "Mother Nature's" cooperation. But you know how that goes. Also, my "brown camo" against the fresh, white snow would be easy-to-spot and a sitting target. I needed a couple of white bed sheets, so I rummaged through closets, drawers, shelves, boxes and bags; nothing even close. Just damn.

The Pilots and DEA/BATFE decided to "scrub the mission" for today, and would try again for a clear day, without snow, as the de-icing trucks from HIA were stuck on a side road from the airport, and there was no way any of us were going-up in those choppers. The snow got heavier and the winds howled. Capt Clay dialed-up the realtime NWS weather maps again, and it showed that the storm was "just sitting on us", with winds now up in the 45-50knot range. Files were collected, everyone was sworn to absolute secrecy, and we were "dismissed". It was over for the day. I needed to put away the weapons and gear, and go home. The DPW Trucks were plowing the best they could to keep up with it all, but it was getting ahead of them. I was glad I had my AWD Jeep Grand Cherokee, and not that shitty little rental car, from a few weeks ago.

After checking my Police-issued weapons, gear and equipment back into the Equipment Room and signing for it, I went back to my Office and went through another pile of "cold case" files Clay had put on my desk. I filed them in the same hanging folder as the other 23 he'd given me over previous weeks and months. For another time, perhaps. I closed-down my Office, said goodbye to Clay, the Deputies and Dispatcher and headed for my Jeep, which I could hardly see under all that fluffy snow. After clearing it off, and letting it warm-up, I headed back to The Cabin. The snowy roads were mostly clear. The snowy 1,000ft lane to The Cabin had been plowed by William, and I easily-navigated it. I parked under the left-side carport, disarmed the building, unloaded my weapons and gear, turned-up the heat to 78°F and greeted Jenny; at least she was happy to see me. She was very hungry and wolfed-down an entire can of food; I also refilled her 2 water bowls and dry-food bowls. I was gad to get back here and away from that Fed-run Op. It would have ruined my weekend.

Going on 16:50hrs (4:30pm), it was already getting dark just from the storm, so I grabbed a shower and some fresh clothes; then decided to make dinner: Poached Eggs & Fettucine, Roasted, Sea-Salted & Buttered Brussel Sprouts and Ocean Spray® Diet Cranberry-Pomegranate Juice. I decided to build a fire and do some reading. There was plenty of wood inside from the Firewood Stack on the Back Porch, so I fired-up the hearth, and settled back in my comfy LR chair, to do some reading – Ameritopia: The Unmaking of America by Mark Levin – and get some much-needed and well-deserved sleep. I read until 23:30hrs (11:30pm), let the fire die-down, closed the flu, turned-down the heat, checked the windows and doors, spotlight arrays, armed the building, took an Rx 12.5mg Ambien® CR™, and headed for bed, with my 2009 Kimber® 1911 "Eclipse Target II" .45cal ACP, with a couple of extra Premium 8-round Wilson Combat Magazines and my old Nokia 6060 "Clamshell" cellphone, on the nightstand next to me. Jenny was at her usual place, at the foot of the bed, within 30-seconds.

I slept-in until 07:15hrs (7:15am), and felt great from it, despite the bitter cold 18°F outside and all the fresh snowfall. I turned-up the furnace to 78°F, grabbed my Turkish Bathrobe, fed & watered Jenny, dressed and went out to shovel-off the porch and steps, and come back in to make breakfast. I decided, in dis-honor of "The 46th Anal Stupor Bowl" idiocy – can you guess that I truly *hate* it? – to have a large breakfast, while doing some laundry, put a call into Capt Clay and left a voicemail. I made Fresh-Squeezed OJ w/ lots of pulp, Sunnyside-up Eggs, Hash Browns/Fries, Country Sausage, English Muffins, and 4 mugs of French-Roast, Turkish-Grind Coffee (from whole, freshly-ground beans) with my Chemex® Drip System. I was stuffed and felt like going back-to-sleep, for another couple of hours. After doing the pans and dishes, and putting them in double-sink rack to dry, I changed Jenny's 2 litter boxes in the 2nd Bedroom and bagged-up the garbage, for William to take-out to the road, for pick-up on Monday.

The snow began melting, with temps rising to 36°F and the sun shining, and I half-expected to get a call from Clay, telling me to get back into the AJPD, and that the "meth lab mission" °F dubbed "Operation Speed-O" °F was back on, and we were going into the mountains. I was glad we hadn't gone, frankly, and that it had snowed-heavily and it was scrubbed. My porch and steps were clear, and the gravel road was also clearing with small rivers of water running across it to the snowy meadow and stream, below. I measured 14" on the right-side large deck & picnic table, before I shoveled it and the front porch. Clear-blue skies now and up to 38°F, so I guess it's over. My Cabin's Weather Station says so; "remnants" from the Midwest's recent Denver Blizzard.

It was 17:30hrs (5:30pm) and I decided to begin packing-up, leave a "list" for William-The-Caretaker, called him and told him to take-over tomorrow as I had to get back to York tonight. I refilled Jenny's food and water bowls, brushed her and rubbed her down, turned-down the furnace, stripped the bed and put another load of laundry through for William to finish-up, checked the alarm system, spotlight arrays, windows and doors, packed the Jeep, armed the building, went out the drive and headed west on the long road to I-83 South, from "The Cabin". I was back at my Condo within 20 minutes. Murphy was both happy and hungry. (Please Jump Back Up To "A Day In The Life".)

College Sports' Spreading Scandals

It's not just Penn State University, anymore; it's spreading throughout many more colleges and universities in America.

Did the Legendary 46-year, "Nittany Lions" Head Coach Joe Paterno from PSU (Penn State University), the winningest college coach in American History, get what he truly deserved, based upon what he did or didn't do about the ongoing, years-long child molestation, at that once-venerable university? It isn't over, by a long shot; trust me. I'm not a PSU fan – my Dad's a Proud PSU Alumnus (B.S. Chemical Engineering) on the WWII GI Bill (Dad's enshrined in "The Court of Valor for Heroism in The 1944 Battle of The Bulge"), and so was Steffi, an employee of mind and a recent PSU B.S. Horticulture Alumnus, and both rightly-so – but I am truly saddened by all this *subhuman faggotism* coming to the fore, and ??? about it in the coming weeks, months and perhaps, years ahead.

Why does the fat, dumb slob, Paterno's do-nothing, red-haired assistant coach, Mike McQueary, who actually saw the Sandusky-sodomy taking place, still have a job, after not stopping the act and calling the

police and an ambulance for the child? You ain't heard nothing about all of this homo/faggot, bullshit/crap, yet. This is a multi-state, multi-college/university, homo/faggot/pedophile ring which evaded law enforcement despite plenty of evidence in plain sight, including LEO investigations and even a number of confessions. In a few weeks, the handling of this by the authorities, and possible corruption or worse in that sickening situation at PSU, will be the real story.

Here's The Grand Jury Indictment on the pervert Jerry Sandusky. (WARNING: Very Graphic Content!)

The violent student rioting in support of Paterno, was dumb. It accomplished nothing and just made matters worse, in the long-run. Here are some pictures of the riots and damage.

There will be a significant economic impact to local businesses as well as a near-total loss of funding to the remainder of the other athletic program, in all departments, as endowments are withdrawn or stopped, many athletes transfer to other schools, and PSU's tarnished reputation stays tarnished for many years to come.

I think that firing Coach Joe Paterno was a "panicky reaction" and an attempt to localize the crimes to the venerable PSU Football Program, which is probably very unpopular with the "alternative lifestyle subhuman faggot/homos", running education here in Pennsylvania, including PSU. Coach Paterno made a mistake; he's ashamed, and said he would leave at the end of the 2011 season. Unless there's more to the Coach Paterno Story – and I know that there will be much more – he's "the fall guy" for all of this rampant collegiate faggotism. SMU got "the Sports Death Penalty" for 1 year, for a whole lot less. I get the feeling that Notre Dame's and Ohio State's "Days of Reckoning" are coming soon, as well many other NCAA universities. Voluntarily kill PSU Football, for a year, IMO.

Protect current players in consultation with the NCAA by extending eligibility or allowing transfer without penalty. Let PSU "absorb" this abhorrent mess. Let the poor idiots rioting in the streets, understand how misguided they are. Roar back in Fall of 2013. For a school that prides itself on "integrity", it could be inspirational and just what is needed to "re-group" the entire athletic program. Just the tip of the "homo/faggot-university iceberg", IMO.

BTW, does anyone know why they call it "Happy Valley" up in State College, PA?

The principle of conservatism – note the small "c" – is to conserve institutions. When those institutions fail, we should not adhere to them because they If you live long enough, you have regrets, and the ones that "nag" at you the most, are the ones where you knew you had a choice. The very same ones where you knew you could have stopped yourself; the very same ones where you looked into a mirror, and everything good inside yourself said, "Don't do this". exist. We should understand why they fail, and take appropriate action to ensure the principles of those institutions prevail. We do not defend or condemn individuals because they associate with those institutions, but we do indeed need to reform them, understanding that individuals may be further harmed by them, if they're not reformed. The Pennsylvania State University is an institution worth preserving, not for its football program, but for its dedication to the development of young men and women. If PSU would rather choose to preserve and conserve its football program at the expense of basic human morality, then let it choose to do so. It is a simple choice.

The sad thing is, the people breaking the rules are not punished. They make the penalty harsh but they punish those who have no way to police or monitor or even know what happened until after the fact. The "perps" go on to make their millions while the university and the program suffers. Here is a case where truly horrific things were happening on campus, apparently people knew but looked the other way. I think NCAA has to get involved but am glad the university is taking swift independent action. It will take decades to shake this off.

Here's "The Patriot-News" story, the paper who broke the sordid story. From what I read, it sounds like The PA State Police "swept-it-under-the-proverbial-rug", at the time. The final say on the disposition of the older case fell to Penna Centre County DA Ray Grigar, who elected not to file charges. Of course, he's no longer available for questioning on this portion of the whole matter, as he "disappeared" some years later, and was recently declared "dead".

Jeeeez, I hope this article about "Sandusky pimping-out little boys to rich donors", isn't true. If it is, "follow the money", prosecutors. It leads to a progressive-liberal-demokkkRAT homo/faggot/pedophile donor ring, numbering in the thousands, I'd bet. And a few RINOs, too. This all goes back to disgraced, ex-University President Graham Spanier.

It seems that Spanier came to Penn State with a homo/faggot agenda. In his years, Penn State has earned numerous awards from the LGBT community. Under Spanier, Penn State conducted "Sex in the Dark", "Pleasure Party", created an LGBT Division of its Student Affairs Department, Fag Pride Week, a fag fraternity and you can earn a minor in Sexuality and Gender Studies. Spanier is credited with making Penn

State one of the top LGBT-friendly schools in the nation. If Spanier embraced the full homo/faggot agenda, then he embraced the concept that minors can grant sexual consent. Sickening; just absolutely sickening.

Wasn't current Pennsylvania Gov Tom Corbett (CONSERVATIVE-PA) the AG, for several years before he was elected (and I voted for him), for Governor? Wouldn't HE have known all about this subhuman-filth, homo/faggot/pedophile ring at PSU? This'll be a very interesting development When/if it comes out.

I told you this was going to impact colleges and universities, everywhere, as they're full of homo/faggot/pedophile rings operating freely because of the huge amounts of money involved from "subhuman faggot donors". This isn't just about PSU anymore; it's so widespread, it's beyond scary and angering.

Right after Penn State came The Citadel's Abuse Scandal. That has yet to completely unfold, but it will.

Now, one of Sandusky's child rape victims is a child family member. Sandusky NEEDS KILLING! Gimme the shot, please!

Okay, it's Syracuse's turn for a pedastry exposé. Bernie Fine, assistant men's basketball coach at Syracuse: homo/faggot/deviant/pervert/degenerate/scumbag, like Jerry Sandusky at PSU. This is all just beginning and will get much, much worse as the ugly facts and timeline come out in scores, if not hundreds of universities and colleges. Wait for it. Ooops,

Bernie's gone now. Good riddance, pedophile/homo/faggot/pervert scumbag!

But, of course, this isn't about the football players, fans and others, it's really about the world we live and work in. Its about power, prestige and self-preservation. And most important, its about vulnerable, innocent children being abused, and then thrown away, by men whose charge was their welfare and lives; a betrayal of our very humanity. That's what happens When football is more important than respect and concern for human life.

Personally, I think ex-PSU's Sandusky is a lying pervert/homo/pedophile/deviant/degenerate, When he claims that "he never spoke to Paterno about it", but that's for the courts and jury to decide. But that's just me; I wish I was on the jury; Sandusky would get The Death Penalty, IMO. And I'd volunteer to headshoot him, at no charge to PA Taxpayers.

Another boy accusing Sandusky of raping him inside his office in Penn State Universitys football building in 2004 – two years after the ex-football coach was said to have had his campus keys taken away and was banned from bringing children into the building. As I've said: SUMMARILY-HANG SANDUSKY!

Joe, you knew about the Sandusky pervert since 2002 and did NOTHING. I have no sympathy for you, asshole! As far as I'm concerned you're guilty of "aiding and abetting", dammit! You're a liar, Joe. And you should have been completely fired, dammit, for covering-it-up!

RIP, Joe.

General Election 2012 Bullshit

Only 80% of Americans now "see the country on the wrong track". Somehow, 16% of likely American voters still believe the country is doing swell. Hard to believe that there are that many assholes/idiots/morons out there. Wrong track? The Kenyan-Village-Idiot Barry ∅bummer (COMMIE-IL) has intentionally fucked-up America. Barry ∅bummer (BIGOT-IL) is a racist, subhuman pig-fucking muslim infiltrator bent on destroying the US from within, with sharia-pigshit law, a hate-America, hate-Whitey, subversive Leninist, dirtbag, lowlife half-breed, affirmative-action, race-baiting fraud, a Chicago ghetto punk, union-thug puppet, commie-liberal-progressive-demokkkRAT, pathological liar, an inept hack, an incompetent amateur, a self-effacing poseur, and worst-of-all possibilities for America, POTUS.

Despite his "membership" in the ultra-racist CBC, I'm starting to like US Rep (Lt Col) Allen West (CONSERVATIVE-FL) more and more. If he'd quit, I'd become a HUGE SUPPORTER OF HIM! Quit the racist CBC, Allen!

Piss and shit on Romney, the liberal RINO asshole!

Faggot/homo, alcoholic, drug-addicted, punk, turd-boy, poofter, butt-licking douchebag, Patrick "Pattie" Erin Murphy (FAGGOT-FL22), calls Lt Col/ US Rep Allen West a "coward"? West has more courage and "brass", than the salami-hiding Murphy-poofter-punk! Get cancer and die, fag-boy!

Personally, I'd consider it an *honor* to be on president Barry ∅bummer's (SAMBO-IL) "enemies list". Name me to it, sambo-boy! PLEASE DO IT, YOU HALF-BREED, CRIMINAL ASSHOLE! Your "3 years to get it done", are up, muslim/islamic asshole!

The lib-lib-dem-f•cking, RINO-slut-whorebag, skank-assed, slimeball bitch, Ann Coulter, has sold-out her ugly, pathetic soul to liberalism; she's filth, shit, garbage, trash and dogshit, IMO.

Voter fraud in America? Shocked! I'm just shocked that NBC2 in Ft Meyers, FL, had the temerity and guts to uncover and write about the widespread, liberal-demokkkRAT voter fraud. Bravo for them, but $50 says they'll be *dis-affiliated* by pmsNBC, very soon; any takers?

The liberal-Romney-scumbag ("Obama-Lite") won Florida and now the liberal-Romney RINO bastard, wins Nevada. We're truly f•cked.

If he gets the nomination, I'll be voting for Santorum; screw the others.

Things Which Make Your Head Explode

Wow, what a story line: "they found The Ark of The Covenant"? If only that were true.

Some people just have far too much money, and too few brains, to even bother with taking them seriously. And shit-for-brains, Billy-Bob Gates' wacky ideas about "Geoengineering" – all land belongs to the big-government/big-corporate criminal complex – is one of them. Short version: "F•ck your "Right to Life, Liberty & Pursuit of Happiness".

I know that I'm now driving about 30-40% less than I was 2-3 months ago, and actively-contributing to the massive drop in gasoline demand, here in the US. At $3.59+/gal (Unleaded Regular 87 oct), it's total bullshit and I refuse to contribute any more money to fill-ups than I have to, except for the *absolute necessities*, until we start re-drilling in The Gulf, drilling in Alaska and begin bringing the Keystone XL Pipeline crude oil down from Canada, as initially-proposed 3 years ago. The Kenyan-Village-Idiot, half-breed, muslim/islamic, sambo, lowlife scumbag, stinking subhuman filth, dirtbag Barry ∅bummer-Soetoro (COMMIE-IL)'s corrupt, criminal, commie-policies, are destroying this once-prosperous Nation. Wake-up, Conservative America and throw the bastard out, on Tuesday, November 6th. All lib-dem trash: don't forget that you get to vote your electoral candidate wishes on Wednesday, November 7th. Heh.

F•ck the alcoholic, drug-addicted, lying, cheating, thief who stole the Facebook idea, punk lowlife, Mark Zuckerberg: take all his IPO money away, dammit! He's a commie-loving, Kenyan-Village-Idiot, half-breed, muslim/islamic, sambo, lowlife scumbag, stinking subhuman filth, dirtbag Barry ∅bummer-Soetoro (COMMIE-IL)-loving, lib-dem asshole. Put the Zuckerberg criminal/faggot/homo/dirtbag in prison, IMO!

DON'T BUY ANYTHING FROM THAT SHITHOLE, CESSPOOL CALLED CHINA; ESPECIALLY POISONOUS PET TREATS!

F•ck you asshole, alcoholic, drug-addicted, lowlife, subhuman, dirtbag filth Oglala Sioux Tribe Bums of South Dakota: go drink some toilet water, scumbag, whining crybabies! Get some jobs and get-off my welfare monies, you lazy redskin, injun assholes!

Some People Just Need Killing

It's not my intention to be the judge here — that's God's "job" — but rather to "hasten the meeting" so that He can send the following subhuman filth to the "Fires of Hell", "River or Lake of Sulphur", or whatever He deems appropriate. I'd gladly/happily volunteer, at no cost to any of my Hard-Working, Fellow US Taxpayers, to gladly/gleefully/happily headshoot these murderous, lowlife dirtbags of all stripes — their skin-color doesn't matter to me, at all — "Whosoever shall shed man's blood, his blood shall be shed: for man was made to the image of God."
– Genesis 9:6
and rid American Society's innocents — especially our precious children and the frail, defenseless elderly — of the subhuman criminals who prey upon them, once-and-for-ever. And yes, I'd rather see one innocent man convicted and executed, than 10 murderers/robbers/child rapists-murderers freed, to rob, rape and murder again. Hey; call me an "Old Fashioned Conservative"! Too harsh? Nah. Just & RIGHT!

Society's innocents — our precious, defenseless children and the frail, defenseless elderly — must be protected from predators, murderers, rapists, robbers and other subhuman filth, at all times and at any cost, IMO.

The 6th Commandment actually says: "Thou Shalt Not Murder". It does NOT say, "Thou Shalt Not Kill." I personally don't consider any summary-execution — except by subhuman, murderous muslim/islamic pigshit — as murder, in any way, shape or form. It's "Due-Justice-For-Crimes-On-This-Earth", IMO.

100 years from now, I want the filthy, stinking muslim/islamics' childrens' childrens' childrens' children to cower and cringe in fear whenever they hear the sounds of jet engines overhead because their legends tell of fire from the sky. I want them to hide in wet, dark caves and hellish-holes in the earth, shivering with terror whenever they hear the roar of diesel engines because the tales of their ancestors talk about metal monsters crawling over the earth, spitting death and destruction. I want their mothers to be able to admonish them with "If you don't behave, the Pale Destroyers will come for you", and that will be enough to reduce them to quivering obesience. I want the annihilation to be so complete that their mythology will tell them of the day of judgment when the stern gods from across the sea – Yes, I agree with the premise of this article, that "the death penalty is a Noahic Covenant with God, in a post-flood world", and America should apply it every-damned-day, to those deserving death for their crimes against society and its innocents. Once again, I freely volunteer my services to headshoot and kill all of the condemned criminals, absolutely free-of-charge, to any and all US or State Taxpayers! the powerful Americans – destroyed their forefathers' wickedness. 200 years from now, I want their children's children's children's children to cower and cringe in fear whenever they hear the sounds of jet engines overhead because their legends tell of fire from the sky. I want them to hide in dark caves and holes in the earth, shivering with terror whenever they hear the roar of diesel engines because the tales of their ancestors talk about metal monsters crawling over the earth, spitting-out death and destruction. I want their mothers to be able to admonish them with "If you don't behave, the Pale Destroyers will come for you", and that will be enough to reduce them to quivering obesience. I want the annihilation to be so complete that their mythology will tell them of the Day Of Judgment When the stern gods from across the sea – the powerful Americans – destroyed their forefathers' subhuman islamic/muslim filth and wickedness.

I just love "happy endings" to home-invasion stories, even if, as in this case, the woman didn't kill the intruder. You need some more "range time" practice, lady, so you can KILL HIM, next time it happens.

Bravo, Elijah "Levi" Elliott, 24, for shooting and killing the subhuman piece-of-shit, lowlife dirtbag criminal, Jeremy Atkinson, 26, for robbing your Kroger Store. If Kroger had any balls, they'd promote you! If they fire you, I'll never shop there, ever again!

These two child-molesting, subhuman, lowlife dirtbag perverts, both LA "School Teachers": – Mark Berndt, 61 and now Martin B. Springer, 49 – NEED KILLING! NO TRIAL; KILL BOTH OF THEM AND RID THE WORLD OF THOSE FILTH!

Another "happy ending" to a would-be robber: DEAD! Good riddance and rot in Hell, Gian Davis, 30, NYC!

Commie-loving, America-hating, ACLU-Bitch and Traitor – SCOTUS Skank, Ruth Bader Ginsburg – should be duly-charged, tried, convicted, impeached and imprisoned-for-life/executed for HIGH TREASON & CRIMES AGAINST AMERICA, IMO! She's lowlife, subhuman, dirtbag filth and richly-deserves the Death Penalty, IMO, as do all Traitors to America!

Untalented, piece-of-shit, mentally-ill Mike Kelley, 57, the "daring and influential contemporary installation artist" (not my words), has (thankfully and mercifully) killed himself. Thanks SOOOOO much, Mikey. Your so-called "art" was TOTAL AND COMPLETE 2nd-GRADER DOGSHIT!, YOU ASSHOLE SCUMBAG! Good riddance and rot in Hell, you lowlife dirtbag.

IMO, this is reason #257,861 why ALL MUSLIMS SHOULD BE SUMMARILY-KILLED, BURIED FACE-DOWN IN LIQUID PIGSHIT! THEN, I'D PERSONALLY PISS AND SHIT ON ALL OF THEM! "Miniscule Threat: Radical US Muslims pose little danger", says the US Gov't-controlled NYSlimes? TOTAL BULLSHIT & LIES! KILL THEM ALL!

Subhuman, murderous piece-of-shit, Alyssa Bustamante, 18, NEEDS SUMMARY-KILLING, for stabbing, strangling and slitting the throat of 9-year-old Elizabeth Olten, writing in her journal on the night of the killing that it was an "ahmazing" and "pretty enjoyable" experience – then heading-off to church with a laugh. KILL THE F•CKING SOCIOPATH BITCH! I happily and freely volunteer to put a bullet through her murderous head, at no charge to anyone!

Another "happy ending" to a home-invasion; just too bad the piece-of-lowlife-shit perp, Justin Hall, 32, didn't DIE from the 2 .45cal wounds. That would have made my day! Methinks the homeowner needs some range time to concentrate on "center mass" shots. But, good going, anyway.

I'd just LOVE IT if some subhuman, piece-of-lowlife-dirtbag-shit occupy filth threatened or attacked me: I'D SIMPLY F•CKING KILL THEM! The PA Castle Doctrine Rules here, OWS garbage/shit/trash! Come f•ck with me, JUST ONCE, assholes!

This subhuman, murderous psychopath, lowlife, piece-of white-trash-shit, Jasper Aristotle Smiddie, 19, NEEDS SUMMARY-KILLING for murdering his grandmother by stabbing her 93 times and shooting her in the head with a crossbow. No trial: JUST KILL HIM!

Why hasn't someone KILLED MARK BERNDT, 61, and MARTIN SPRINGER, 49, yet? They don't deserve a trial; only SUMMARY-DEATH for child-molestation and perversion on hundreds of minors! KILL THEM BOTH, dammit!

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